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Missive #426

The elegant front of Caper Court, the elite barristers’ chambers, conceals unexpected emotional turmoil. As QC, Leo Davies’ big case of the year is to represent a group of Lloyd’s Names. They’ve staked everything on Leo’s performance in court,This is the third book in the series which if you are going to read any of them you should start with the first book and read them in order. The read like all of the were written as one manuscript and the publisher decided to make three books out of it. I was undecided when I read the first book and then liked the second one better; I’m now hooked and will finish the series. blissfully unaware of the turmoil in his private life which threatens to destroy their case, for at home, the delicate facade of Leo’s marriage to Rachel is already crumbling. Being married doesn’t stop him from making a play for one of his plaintiffs, the handsome, feckless Charles Beecham. But while Leo eyes Beecham, Beecham is pursuing Rachel. — Book promo @ goodreads.com

Saturday morning when I woke up around 5:00 I was cold while still in bed and knew that I would be even colder when I got up — so I didn’t. Finally got up around 6:30 and fired up the Wave 6 before taking Erik out for his morning potty break. That was as long as we were outside, no walk. The cold morning have been painful to my hands even with gloves, didn’t want to do it.

I have been using a lot of propane during this cold spell. The tank is empty per the dial on the tank so I’m off today to see about getting it filled. This posting has been scheduled to post while I’m doing that.

I have been quoting predictions; I also have a prediction. This poem’s theme will come to pass during Trump’s second term.

THE WRATH OF THE AWAKENED SAXON
by Rudyard Kipling

It was not part of their blood,
It came to them very late,
With long arrears to make good,
When the Saxon began to hate.

They were not easily moved,
They were icy — willing to wait
Till every count should be proved,
Ere the Saxon began to hate.

Their voices were even and low.
Their eyes were level and straight.
There was neither sign nor show
When the Saxon began to hate.

It was not preached to the crowd.
It was not taught by the state.
No man spoke it aloud
When the Saxon began to hate.

It was not suddenly bred.
It will not swiftly abate.
Through the chilled years ahead,
When Time shall count from the date
That the Saxon began to hate

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